Chapter 26 – Pisting Yawa
An arm snaked on my waist and smells my hair, "My pleasure," he whisphered on my ears and I am sure he's not laying his eyes on Sophia anymore but on me, only.
"Good boy," I muttered again and a victory smile is on me this time. I saw how angry her face and wants to slap me now. But she can't do that because I have Harold now. I can use his popularity to regain my repuation and title. If that's what it takes not to bully me anymore, then I'll do it.
"You heard that? My bae said no one should bully her anymore, and if you dare to lay your filthy fingers at her, then I'm gonna pull your s**t out of here. She's still the queen of arts here. Remember that, or do you want me to repeat it?" There was a long defeaning silence after he said that inside the cafeteria.
